feiniaonovel Chapter 882 - 441: Kittens Are Meant to Be Teased by Their Mama!
Chapter 882 - 441: Kittens Are Meant to Be Teased by Their Mama!
"Hmph!"
Teresa huffed and bit off the mushroom in her mouth, stuffing the portion she had specially brought for Yunier into her mouth as well.
I’m so foolish, really.
I actually worried that this heartless guy would have mood issues.
Hmph.
I even foolishly brought you snacks to eat.
Share together?
Share what hammer!
I darn well ate them all myself, not giving you a bit!
Chew chew chew!
Let me show you for calling me a peeping tom!
Chew chew chew!
Let me show you for putting up this worrying behavior!
Chew chew chew!
If I get worried about you again, I... I’ll eat all the dried mushrooms and make myself fat to death!
"Hmph!"
Chew chew chew chew chew...
The Snake Girl transformed her grief into appetite, wreaking havoc on the rooftop, devouring an unknown quantity of dried mushroom snacks.
Teresa kept eating angrily for quite a while, then reached out to the sack she had brought, rummaging inside for a moment.
"..."
Her hands paused for a moment, refusing to accept reality and rummaged again, then stopped again.
"Ugh..."
Finally, unable to avoid it anymore, she pouted reluctantly, squinting her eyes incredulously as she stole a glance.
Just one look and she closed her eyes with grief, as if unable to face the bleak reality.
Empty.
Ugh, how could it be empty?
So much stuff, how did it get eaten all up like this in no time.
After a while, she slightly opened her eyes and looked at her snake tail, which had transformed forms at some point—noticing the slight bulge in the middle and vaguely discerning the original shapes of the foods from the protrusion.
Looking at her now fairly "plump" tail, Teresa shrank her head a bit sheepishly.
How, how could this happen?
I clearly feel like I haven’t eaten that much...
The girl pondered somewhat distressedly, pouting her lips, and angrily licked clean the crumbs left on her fingertips.
Slurp slurp slurp...
Even if she’s eaten too much, wasting food is unacceptable!
Not only is it not okay, but it’s absolutely not okay!
No one can waste food!
No other reason, Teresa was genuinely scared of hunger because of her past life as a slave.
Due to her serpentine ancestry, before her bloodline completely awakened, Teresa’s eyes were extraordinarily demonic in color, possessing a unique petrification ability. Slave merchants believed she was cursed and isolated her from other slaves.
It was a blessing and a curse.
The blessing was that it kept the weak and helpless little girl away from the danger posed by other slaves and merchants, sparing her considerable trouble and shielding her from truly dark experiences.
But the curse was it nearly starved her to death.
Disgusted by her "curse," and trying to avoid contact, the slave merchants responsible for providing her food unauthorizedly changed the rule from "once every three days" to "once every seven days!"
Even then, they weren’t always timely or sufficient with the food!
If not for her snake lineage’s ability to endure hunger by staying motionless for long periods, she would’ve starved to death ages ago!
This shadow of the past deeply affected Teresa, and who knows how many years it’ll take her to fully overcome it.
Well, perhaps she doesn’t want to overcome it at all.
When there’s food, why not eat, right?
Darn it, I’ll eat, eat, eat...
Having realized this, Teresa would often indulge in heavy eating in Elda, flaunting her belly full and round.
And after consuming so much, she didn’t have to worry about getting fat.
It’s well known that people have different constitutions.
Teresa’s constitution decided she was unlikely to gain weight like ordinary people, instead of storing it as fat, she quickly digested the food, converting it entirely into magic power, hidden within her tail.
"...tsk."
Damn it.
Why won’t I gain meat?
If other places don’t, fine, but why not there?
She lowered her head, lamentably staring at a slight hill, sighing silently.
It’s not that small, but it’s ultimately not that big either.
Then looking at her tail, her mouth corners sagged deeper as she embraced it with sorrow and "viciously" bit it.
Crunch... spit spit spit!
So hard!
Bad.
Bad tail!
You’ve stolen all the magic power, causing me to still be stuck in this kid form.
The snake stubbornly clutched her tail for a bit, then suddenly heard a commotion nearby.
"Hey, hey yo!"
Turning her head, she discovered Yunier, whom she had driven off earlier, climbing onto the rooftop with a sack of stuff again.
?
Teresa blinked in confusion, just meeting Yunier’s gaze.
"Haha! I’m back!"
Noticing the puzzled look, Yunier smiled cheekily and raised an eyebrow at the snake, then very considerately took out a piece of dried mushroom from the sack, wordlessly offering it.
"Slurp slurp slurp."
Teresa: ?
What do you mean?
"Hmm? Hmph!"
With immense determination, she turned her head away, avoiding the inviting aroma of the snack as much as possible.
(Turning head, stealing a peek, then turning head again)
Swish—swish—
No, not eating!
Hmph.
Even a snake like me has dignity.
Not accepting charity food!
Teresa felt she had firmly stated her stance and attitude, but what she didn’t realize was how adorable her reaction seemed in Yunier’s eyes.
Aww~
She’s got a little temper, huh.
For the Cold Winter Goddess whose maternal instinct was like an ocean, such an attitude was endearing beyond measure.
A genuinely cute child!
She’s got that rebellious stray kitty vibe.